CHAPTER V At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she accepted gratefully. " "I will carry you to the house, or fetch Mr. They all stay!” “And you yourself?” Brendon laughed. A young man was playing the banjo. "Odd's life!" cried Gay, in astonishment; "is this slight-made stripling Jack Sheppard? Why, I expected to see a man six foot high at the least, and as broad across the shoulders as our friend Figg. His complexion was pale; and there was something sinister in the expression of his large black eyes. If not, I'll take a cheerful glass with you at the City of Oxford, on my way to Tyburn. "I do not see him. ’ The sharp eyes twinkled. That's the sort of fool your nephew is!" "Not even a good time!" said the aunt, whimsically, as she stuffed the bills into her reticule.
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